I once had a dream while as a resident in a recovery center. I recently slept with a rather psychotic girl and she threatened my life and that of my families. This is the underlying preamble for my intensely surreal night vision. So I'm lying in bed here at the center and slipping into unconsciousness. I see myself slowly transforming into rage. Before I know what has happened I am completely trashing the entire center. The beds and pillows, the other clients clothing, the pantry items and thousands of unrecognizable particles are being launched without remorse, by me, throughout the entire center. Without the least bit of concern I am gradually destroying a comprehensive treatment facility for the chemically dependent; one which has saved the lives of thousands of needy abusers. The director finally tames me and begins the interrogation. "When did you take the acid," he says. And now, just as the remorse is kicking in full force, my sky turns blue. "Acid...acid??" I say without the least bit of knowledge as to my ingesting it. And then my amnesia disappears: I tell him that I recall the psycho girl sneaking into the center and poisoning me. Her intent was to kill me, but being ignorant, the amount was only enough to make me hallucinate. "Well then," he says, "I assume you cannot be held responsible," And at this I awake just as the cleaning of my wreckage was to begin. Relief is an understatement, grateful would be more fitting. Grateful that I was not insane and that my only worries upon awaking, were which clothes to wear, and how to keep myself off drugs. This concludes the most bizarre dream of my life.
Thanks for the reality check NKlunch. Aren't dreams wonderful? You were able to release all of your frustration on the center, without causing any property damage! =) This dream reminds me of the chaos and disorder that rules an addicts life. Wild